I tell ya guys, it's awesome living next door to a retired fabricator/welder guy.

My neighbor is a ****** addicted merh manufacturing drug dealer that lets fresh out of prison fellow drug addicted losers set up tents or derelict vehicles to live in on his property. They take ***** over there and fling it over the fence to my yard. I've had to turn him in for strong meth smells when they are cooking over there. Once they had a nether trailer burst into flames at 2 AM in the morning. Heard a bunch of yelling and screaming that thankfully woke me up and I called the fire department. My wife was screaming to run for the car and leave before an explosion took out the neighborhood. I have to chase the crackheads out of my driveway trying to steal my car batteries, fuel, chicken eggs, garden vegetables. It's why we bought a great dane that is now 156 pounds of guard dog, and a six foot cedar fence surrounding that part of the property. Safety equipment, ppe, or not. Your neighbor is a great man and a God send. Try having my neighbors, who unfortunately inherited the place after the dad died. They have no garbage service, so rats are bad, no power, water or working septic. The neighborhood and I have been pushing the county to do something/anything. Finally the lazy *** code enforcement guy retired and the new gal is hellbent on a mission to get them gone.